Something Moore

It's that time of year again where the world seems to end in one grandiose experience we call finals. This semester I have been reminded of a little song (or lyric or whatever) I learned when I was little. I'm not sure where it comes from but over and over in my mind I keep thinking

I am slowly going crazy;
Crazy going slowly am I

So for all of you out there in blog reading land if you have the opportunity to have a chat with the Big Guy please put a good word in for me :)!

I consider myself to be well traveled and when I put that against the globe I see how much more I have left to do in my life . . .



create your own visited country map
or write about it on the open travel guide

I've been meaning to post this for a while... the puppies got a haircut and now you can't tell them apart!